Studio art left us with thoughts meandering to the poem from John Milton,
‘How Soon Hath Time’.
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stol’n on his wing my three-and-twentieth year! My hasting days fly on with full career, But my late spring no bud or blossom shew’th … Shout out to Bailey G for being SWEET & to Winsor & Newton papers.*
We hope you love this little fellow as much as we do!
As New York bubbled with the hustle and bustle of 1939 underlying currents of national and world politics (as well as financial) were flowing. Today’s art selection is a renown work by Edward Hopper, an American realist painter. I believe much is said in this piece … a female usher, stands poised for her call to duty; a feminine figure cloaked in cinematic uniform ~ obviously enveloped in personal thoughts, she, like America are caught in the inter-war period … growing pains, surround her. Hopper’s capture of her sheer loveliness, who in previous years would not be found working in public, has borne the birthright of women suffrage; though independence and equality tasted – Hopper relays to us her vulnerabilities – there in the dark, her pointed, strapped heels, pale skin and demure demeanor are a paradox to the role she plays. This post insight shall close with Edward Hopper’s own words ‘The man’s the work. Something doesn’t come out of nothing.’
pine needles that
twist and shimmer
disembodied lover’s figures
encased in stones of snow
statuesque vertical branches
imprisoned within a realm of glacial marrow
This is my white chalk on blue stock portrait. Voids were created through gum eraser as well q-tips. Wd-40 was used to assist in “moving” the chalk in order to create the glacier effect surrounding the maiden’s body – hope you like her!